Greek and Roman Mythology

Eros appeared as it was dark and he was sitting on his bed.

When she sees the current sitting, she looks suspiciously and climbs onto the bed.

"Western, what are you doing?"

"I thought I'd do something fun today."

"Fun? What is it?"

Eros' eyes sparkle with curiosity.

What's interesting, in fact, is that in the meantime (only three days), Currents and Eros have been hugging and sleeping with each other every night, very normally.

The current grabs her arm, kneeling on the bed.

Her lips, which had been tightened and pulled by the powerful force of currents, hit the lips of currents like a movie.

The face of Eros rises red in the darkness.

Her face, beautifully watered like a red pomegranate, was precisely viewed with two eyes.

"Oops!"

She pushes her arm and tries to fall, pulling on her lip that won't let go of the current.

Soft and talkative, but small lips seemed to have been sucked into my mouth.

'It looks like cherries.'

I felt something sweet and tender.

After washing her lips for a long time, the currents let her go.

Surprisingly, Eros was staring at the currents with his tongue intact.

"Huh?"

"Come on, this isn't funny, is it? Kiss?"

"Of course."

"Heh heh. I studied really hard! We've been preparing a lot for the West for two days, so look forward to it!"

"Study?"

"Yes! Study!"

The currents smiled at Eros.

Studies and practices are clearly different.

Does that sound familiar?

You tuck Eros in, then slide him onto the bed.

"Kick!"

Whew, she breathes into her lying face, and Eros crouches with a light smile.

Then she looked up at the kitty-like eyes and said,

"West, are we doing this now?"

"Yes, but can we turn the lights on?"

"No! I'm ashamed, and Western! You haven't forgotten what I said, have you?"

The current nods with its sad eyes.

As in mythology, Eros told us never to light a fire, even if we were curious about his face and appearance.

This is a mutual promise, and I have told the Currents several times not to break it.

If it was Psyche, he would have fooled his sister into hiding a lamp and dagger under his bed, checked Eros' face, and tried to kill him with a dagger if he was a monster.

Instead of a lamp, the current decided to hold her until sunrise.

Eros is sorry, West, as the tide seems to have given up. I hugged him tightly.

"Yuck!"

Suddenly Eros shudders with a cute scream.

Suddenly, the two hands of the current are rubbing her breasts together.

The blue corners of the clothing were crumpled, repeating that the abundant breasts that were wrapped around them were entered and left by the fingers.

"Western!! I told you not to start with the breasts!"

"Haha... So where do we start?"

"Shut up!"

Seeing his lips protrude out and tapping with his index finger, the currents smiled.

Eros' smiling eyes met Eros' smiling eyes and tapping lips.

The current flinched, but Eros could not have imagined that it was the power of love and coincidence and that he would be looking at himself with his' eyes through the darkness. '

I just closed my eyes and pressed my lips forward, waiting for the current to be fun.

The love of a woman stabbed with a gold arrow was great.

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"Serbian!"

When each other's lips tried to stick together and fall off, Eros pulled the back of the current and his enthusiasm hit his lips.

Seeing her literally textbook, just repeating a simple pounce, the currents sighed and showed her what an adult's kiss was like as she touched her lips.

Choo... choo... choo... choo!

The tongue pierces through her lips and taps her saliva into white teeth.

Eros sucks his tongue out of his mouth.

"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..."

Eros, who had just adapted with a light groan, licked the tongue of the currents and sucked it up. He tangled like a snake and shoved his tongue into the mouth of the currents.

Their tongues crumpled into each other's mouths.

The saliva flows through the cracks in your lips.

After a long kiss, Eros falls out of the current to see if his breath has gone bad.

The currents did not stop her this time.

"Phew... Phew... Phew. It's not funny, is it?"

"Really?"

"N-no!"

Seeing her tangled with the currents as if it were actually good, the currents began to move in earnest.

Meanwhile, as the current clears in Corinth, Psyche cries out in a frenzy.

His wagon and four fine horses remain where the current disappeared, without a trace of where it disappeared to.

Psyche was depressed for a few hours and decided to visit the temple.

At that time, it was the temple where we first met.

I tried to leave the warriors alone, but the royal guards caught me.

Psyche's father gave up the wagons and warriors to his daughter saying she was going to the temple, and she headed straight for the temple a few days away.

You head for the Temple of Goddess Demeter, the god of agriculture and the earth, and Psyche stops the wagon under the Temple.

After stepping down the wagon and up the mountain, she opens the door to the Temple where the warriors are.

The door opens with a creak.

The interior of the temple is clean as if someone had cleaned it, and Psyche takes off his shoes considering that he cannot unknowingly defile the floor of the temple.

A shoe close to the high heel is placed in front of the temple door, and she leans forward, laying her white bare feet on the cold floor of the temple.

The cold heat spread through the soles of his feet to the bone, but he clapped his teeth together.

Trembling, the sound of footsteps echoes through the temple, and she finds the altar as she makes her rounds.

A dazzling sunlight seeped through the hole in the ceiling, illuminating the altar.

"..."

She walks up to the sacred altar, kneeling quietly and holding hands together.

Hangi, who was only transmitted to the soles of her feet, flows through her knees, but she closes her eyes as if she didn't care.

A beautiful black eye was concealed in the eyelids.

"Lady Demeter... help me."

Please, and she begged desperately.

Nothing happened.

It was so natural, but she coughed and almost shed tears.

With her eyes closed, she prayed and prayed again.

I met him here at the temple.

That's why I believe you know.

I think there is an answer here.

And then she prayed again.

At last, her prayers seemed to work, and the sun shining through the clouds seemed to shine stronger on the altar and her.

Even though he closed his eyes, he felt the warmth with glare, and he wept without knowing it.

Tears stream down my cheeks.

"Wake up, beautiful child."

"!"

The voice that sounded like a miracle, full of compassion and warmth, cleverly dug her ears.

For some reason, the moment she heard that voice, she stopped crying.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

"...."

Above the altar was Demeter, who once appeared to the currents.

The goddess of the earth in white with brown skin rolled her purple eyes and looked down at Psyche.

She asks you to get up and smiles awkwardly at the crying Psychice.

'Finally, he did what he said.'

I tried to clean up my abandoned temple and grant my wish, but the young man, the Current, who withheld it.

And as he said, a woman came to him for help.

Amazing.

You don't even have the power of prophecy to see the future.How can you expect to do this?

No, it's not a prophecy, it's a prophecy.

"Beautiful child, what do you want? What do you want, coming here?"

"I'm... looking. I'm looking for him!"

I stopped crying forcefully, but when I heard Psyche's voice, I felt like I was about to burst into tears again.

It's hard just to say you're looking for him.

Before Demeter could say anything, Psyche made it clear.

"I'm looking for you!"

"Currents?"

Demeter's eyes open wide.

It comes up with an unexpected name.

Serura and Demeter recalled the name and pondered for a moment.

It's a very unusual name, but it can't be the same name.

Most of all, his name wasn't Greek here.

Demeter realizes that the current that Psyche is talking about is the one that made him favorable.

I don't have a problem finding it.

As long as he's under his protection, finding out where he is is is a piece of cake.

Above all, there's no way she won't find the goddess of the earth as long as she treads on the ground.

"Do you want to know where he is?"

"Yes! And I want to know if he's okay. Please!"

Even though tears are pouring down on the snow, Psyche asked Demeter, looking up at the body that didn't even think to clean it.

Demeter looks at the beautiful heart of Psyche and nods.

Actually, it's not that hard, so I decided to listen to it.

Demeter closes his eyes for a moment and focuses his mind.

I began to see the current in her mind with her eyes closed.

Something is blocking him from watching, but I can approximate his location and see him through the eyes of the nearby ground.

"....."

Demeter, she sighs.

His location was the area where he and Hephaestos built the Forest of Eternity, Lavirinthos, to give Eros a safe zone.

And I could see what was going on.

All I could take to the forest, to the castle, was Hephaestus, Demeter, and Eros.

Hephaestus couldn't have done it, so it must have been Eros.

"Honey, you don't have to worry too much. Don't worry, it was just a little god prank. He'll be back soon."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, he's fine and well, so you can go back and wait."

"Thank you! Thank you, goddess!"

He smiles lightly and waves his hand at Psyche, greeting his forehead to the ground.

For Psyche, who still looks beautiful but awkward, gold from Demeter's waving hand has seeped into him.

Then, after a few days of crying and blowing, the dull skin improved and revitalized her tired body.

Psyche looks down at his body, where the gold dust settles, looking up at Demeter, but the goddess of the earth has already disappeared.

After greeting the altar with a light heart, he closed the temple door and went down the mountain.

She goes back to the Corinth throne, hoping that the tide returns safely.

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